"A dead willow tree dares to come out and commit murder, and it will kill you 100,000 times today!"

The Bat King flapped his wings and soared into the air, the dark sun behind his head slowly spun up, and the killing intent rushed into the sky.

But suddenly.

The willow tree, who saved the little milk tiger, fell silent for no reason.

Slowly landing on the hillside, there is no intention of moving at all.

A faint sadness echoed on the top of the mountain.

Let all the flowers and plants bend down the grass and share the sorrow with it.

The ancient willows, seeing things and thinking about people, fell into memories.

He seemed to be trying to dig through his memories, looking for the joys and sorrows of the endless years, and the life and death siblings who fought side by side.

Everyone, are you okay?

His reaction like this made the Bat King of Yishen stunned for a moment.

Then he let out a sharp laugh, looked at the willow with a sneer, and said disdainfully:

"You, that's it?"

But.

His voice fell.

The Bat King saw the old mammoth next to him trembling.

His pupils constricted, and his face was filled with fear, as if death had sat on top of his head.

"I didn't let you do it, what are you afraid of?"

The Yishen Bat King scolded dissatisfiedly, and couldn't help but scold inwardly: "You mammoths are really becoming more and more unsuccessful, bullying the small with the big, and you can't take a small mountain, waste!" Sooner or later, they will be exterminated by other races! ”

The Bat King scolded here, but the old mammoth didn't hear it.

Because, he saw the most terrifying scene in tens of thousands of years.

The black smoke around the Bat King was like a ghostly mist, which was terrifying enough.

But compared to the demonic mist above the man's head, it was simply a wisp of smoke, compared to the terrifying mist from the Infernal Hell.

The Bat King turned his back to the man and did not see it.

However, the old mammoth saw with his own eyes that the old hedgehog, who had run out for dozens of breaths, controlled the demon wind, and his speed was unparalleled in the world.

But that person was only a flash, like a teleportation, and it seemed to pierce the void.

It flickered and vanished out of thin air.

flashed again, and appeared out of thin air, with an extra ...... in his hand The head of an old hedgehog.

This vicissitudes of life hedgehog old face, still maintaining the posture of flying against the wind, when the wind blows the face, the skin trembles, and the eyes are slightly narrowed.

But I didn't realize that my head had already moved!

As a creature in the realm of makers, the old mammoth is confident that his naked eyes can capture everything that moves.

No matter how fast the other party is, he can react.

Even if it is the ability of the Bat King of the Gods, the ghost and the ghost, he can catch the traces by himself and will not be killed in seconds.

Now, however, the old mammoth's self-confidence is gone.

The human being who emerged from the Tianchi had a face that was perfect to the extreme, impeccable.

Strength is also magical.

It's not like a creature that should appear in the world.

In that way.

Kill yourself like slaughtering a chicken and a dog!

Picking the head is like probing the bag!

Seeing that the Bat King was still shouting, immersed in his own world, and seeing that Willow no longer made a move, he was even more unscrupulous.

The old mammoth couldn't help but cast a look of pity at him.

"This moody guy is going to die a terrible death today!"

The thought crossed the old mammoth's mind.

Then.

Kneel down with a pop and get on all fours to show surrender!

In an instant, the Bat King froze.

For some reason, he suddenly felt a chill rush to his head, covering his back with dense beads of sweat.

But he has been crisscrossing the mountains for 80,000 years, killing countless opponents, forging an immortal reputation, and has already tempered his mind like steel.

"Even if the gods descend to earth, I will kill you ten thousand times!"

The eyes of the Yishen Bat King showed a fierce light, and a domineering momentum poured out, like a demon.

"Buzz ......"

The terrifying sound wave exploded on the top of the mountain again, as if it was about to collapse the bucket mountain.

"The cub of the ancient bloodline, I want it."

He grabbed at the little milk tiger again.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a big hand as white as jade slapped down from the sky.

Before the Bat King had time to react, he flew out of the Bucket Mountain, the bones of his whole body crackled, and the blood vessels continued to explode, and blood stained his whole body in an instant.

"I'm in the same vein as Bucket Mountain, and I've never caused trouble, but I'm not so weak that anyone can come and spread wild, hurt my partner, and destroy your whole clan!"

The sound like a bell exploded between heaven and earth.

The flying Bat King suddenly felt that his vision had darkened, and he seemed to be covered by a dark cloud.

He subconsciously looked up.

The entire sky dome has become pitch black, shrouded in a monstrous demonic mist, dark clouds rolling, and the demonic aura is thick, as if it is about to destroy the world!

And in the boundless demonic mist, a peerless figure stood quietly above the sky, with nine halos around the back of the head, shining in all directions, even brighter than the bright moon, like a god.

This kind of majesty and atmosphere, not to mention in the outside world, even in the endless mountains, the Ishen Bat King has never seen it.

What made his heart tremble the most was.

In the hands of this figure, he carried the head of an old hedgehog.

He clearly remembered that the hedgehog was gone......

"Boom!"

The Yishen Bat King flew out for dozens of miles, directly embedded in the mountain, and was almost slapped into flesh with one palm.

By the time he crawled out, the right hand that grabbed the little milk tiger had disappeared.

He's stained with a wisp of demonic mist!

The mist swam like a living dragon, roaring fiercely, and in the blink of an eye, it devoured his right hand.

And, quickly swam towards his arm.

As long as it takes a few moments, the Ishen Bat King, who is at the peak of the artifact maker, will completely turn into ashes and be swallowed by the demonic mist.

"Poof!"

This guy was extremely decisive, snorted in pain, and directly dragged his entire right arm down, and his flesh and blood flew sideways.

Then, spread his wings and fly, unleashing his speed, trying to escape from Bucket Mountain.

"Shall I let you go?"

Above the sky, the small grass seedlings that melted into the incarnation of the relics were indifferent and terrifying.

"Poof!"

The wings of the Bat King exploded, and the blood mist filled the sky, and he fell directly to the ground.

Facing the remnant wood incarnation of the God Refining Realm, he only had the share of being tortured and killed.

"Like to kill 10,000 times? Then I'll give you a taste of it today! ”

Qin Changge's face was expressionless, and a wisp of fragrant fragrance overflowed, allowing the blood and flesh of the Yishen Bat King to regenerate, and his wings grew quickly.

"Poof!"

Then explode!

"Poof!"

"Poof......

"Ah......h

The screams echoed through the forest.

The limbs and chests of the Bat King were shattered all over the body, and they were quickly healed.

Killing people 10,000 times, he is just talking, people can't be resurrected after death, and it's not so easy to cure if they are disabled.

But now, he really tastes it.

Ultimately.

Xiao Cao Miao didn't want to waste time on him, and with one punch, he directly blasted this hateful bat into a pulp.

In a flash, he came to the old mammoth and asked coldly:

"Where is the Black Panther King?"

Looking at the top of the mountain, there is no trace of the Black Panther King, there must be an accident.

"In ...... Thousands of miles away, in a realm of life. ”

The old mammoth replied tremblingly, his eyes full of pleading.

But in the next moment, his skull and bones rolled down.

"Hurt my little friend, you will kill him!"